Serial Killer Round 71: Nightvale: Invaded
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Thank you, thank you. It's lovely being here in the afterlife where I can receive the prestigious "E'rybody Wants Yo Punk Ass Dead" award. I worked very hard to receive such an amazing award posthumously, and the polls shows that my struggle paid off. But I can not take such an award onto my shoulders alone, plenty of people helped me shuffle off this mortal coil. I'd like to start with a shout out to my best mate Demagogue. He'd taken to the church, and was devout til the end. All one day of it. But hey, he did his job right? I mean, the priest is dead and the spy is alive, so good job buddy. You get by on a technicality. Then we got Frappe, the bounty hunter. Oh boy, was this one a surprise. I was actually counting on him being the ace in the hole, but he ended up just in a hole. Pity too, he was very close to getting clearance and a warrant, such a hero. So sad. Hey, but he kicked the habit, right? Everybody clap for Frappe. Oh, but don't forget my biggest fan, Secondhand Revenant. Hey, thanks for making my greatest act, my last act. But hey, he didn't stab me in the back, 'cause I didn't even have enough time to turn around! I kid, I kid. You all have been a great audience, and thanks for everything.Dirty Cop James funs said:Dyum. You broke Frappe's record....Armadox said:I like this one even less. Now it looks like I'm being actively being bullied..EvilRoy said:
A man burst into my home today, screaming and motioning. Judging by the rough positions of his hands, [HEADING=1]I expect someone else has died[/HEADING]. I don't know why he was so upset - people die all the time. Its part of life, that is, the end. I recorded some of the screaming, but it was impossible to translate. Probably. I didn't try, and instead deleted the file to save precious hard bloodstone disk space.
Well I live. Not surprised since I'm on the list and they wouldn't want to whittle it down thenselves
Sadly, there is no PM stating my life to have been cut short. I'm disappointed really.
Disappointed because I'm bored. Bored because I'm disappointed.
I'm bored.
Disappointed because I'm bored. Bored because I'm disappointed.
I'm bored.
I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty," I replied.
"And I for truth, -the two are one;
We brethren are," he said.
And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.
-Emily Dickinson
Alright. You opened this, knowing I was already dead, so now you got to analyze on the theme of this poem. No cheating. I want real answers on your opinions. Be thoughtful.
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty," I replied.
"And I for truth, -the two are one;
We brethren are," he said.
And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.
-Emily Dickinson
Alright. You opened this, knowing I was already dead, so now you got to analyze on the theme of this poem. No cheating. I want real answers on your opinions. Be thoughtful.
Themes are probably the transient and subjective natures of both truth and beauty.
Also possibly the nature of subjectivity and how even differences in viewpoints can bring us together in a manner which is fundamentally human and...
Wait...
Am I doing your Literature Degree Assignment?
*By the way, I'm dead too. Or rather never alive, sitting in the recesses between time and space as a dark observer, never having truly existed in your plane of existence. Lying where only the mad poets can hear me.
Also possibly the nature of subjectivity and how even differences in viewpoints can bring us together in a manner which is fundamentally human and...
Wait...
Am I doing your Literature Degree Assignment?
*By the way, I'm dead too. Or rather never alive, sitting in the recesses between time and space as a dark observer, never having truly existed in your plane of existence. Lying where only the mad poets can hear me.
My apologies for any confusion. I recently joined and am sitting this round out to get a feel for the rules and whether I actually want to play or not.
Armadox's post told me to analyze Dickenson poetry, as per requirement of reading said post, so I politely obliged. Again, apologies. I won't post here again unless I am required to by Armadox law.
Armadox's post told me to analyze Dickenson poetry, as per requirement of reading said post, so I politely obliged. Again, apologies. I won't post here again unless I am required to by Armadox law.
Thank you. That helped calm me down. I'm not sure why being held by a dead sperm alien helps calm me down, but I'm just going to roll with it.Demagogue said:
Hey, I didn't mean to scare you off, I was merely surprised. We're always happy to have new players, and by all means, feel free to analyze poems posted by Armadox. I sure as hell won't.Wary Wolf said:
I hope it doesn't get a...boner. Eh? Eeeh?!Dirty Cop James funs said:
Captcha:gotham city
Why yes, captcha, I did just start watching Gotham
(Guys, I'm scared of captcha more then I am the killer right now. How does it know what I JUST started watching on Netflix?)
I demand adrenaline shots for the dead. They're so sluggish nowadays! (Or someone needs to confiscate mine so I can be more patient)
Ha ha ha HA HA ha! Well, this was a surprise! Allow me to be theWary Wolf said:
So, how're you doing? Feeling pretty good? You should! As the only one to accept my homework, you get one free picture. Scribbled out by me! But, there is a catch, you have to tell me what you want the picture to be in using alliteration! What fun!
One day your bookmark will be poorly timed and at the end of a page. One day...Caramel Frappe said: